Monday, February 15, 2010

I went home to West Virginia for a few days to attend my aunt's funeral. It was a sad occasion, but I was so happy to get to spend some time with my family. I missed all three of my boys like crazy though. It was nice to get home and hug on them for a little while.

January and the beginning of February brought the sick monster to our house. All of us have been sick at one time or another. Thankfully...we're all healthy right now. Little Drew had the hardest time of all. He even made his first trip to the ER. What a trooper though.

We're getting ready to celebrate Gotcha Day #4 on Wednesday. It's hard to believe that 4 years ago we were in India. Time truly does fly once these little guys come home. The waiting to get them....well, all of my adoptive parent friends know....it's just brutal.

Ian still amazes us almost daily with his vocabulary and perceptiveness. He's at a really fun and frustrating age. While I love watching his little mind grow and develop...I don't love how the mouth develops right along with it. I must tell him a dozen times a day "watch your mouth Ian". Kids can pick up some really bad habits from their peers at school. They also pick up on what we say as well. I have really had to clean up my mouth :) He's very excited about his birthday that's coming up in March. He asked me a couple of months ago if he'd be a grown up when he turned 5? :)

Drew's little vocabulary is growing, growing, growing. He knows all of his colors and shapes and can count to 12 without help. He gets a little messed up after that. He LOVES his mommy....I mean he really LOVES me. He just can't stop smiling when I come home from work. He gets so excited. That warms a mommy's heart. He also adores his "bubba". He and Ian are constantly rough housing. Daddy is usually in the middle of the crowd and Drew (and Ian) think he's pretty darn cool.

I promise...I'll post some of our Gotcha Day happenings and possibly pictures. We're going to take Ian out of school half a day on Wednesday to celebrate. We told him he could pick a nice restaurant to go to for lunch that day. What did he pick? Wendy's. I said "no, Ian...a nice restaurant." He looked at me and said "OK...how about McDonald's?"